Part of my 30 Before 30 was to try acupuncture and I have and I like it. I’ve gone to East Nashville Community Acupuncture a few times, but I don’t go as often as I’d like. I definitely am not going the 2-3 times a week. The Mister has even gone and he liked it. I’ll give you the run down on my first trip and tell you a little about the place I go to.
East Nashville Community Acupuncture treats everyone in a group setting. This means you keep your clothes on and you chill out in a dimly lit room. Instead of being under a cloth on a table, you’re kickin’ back in a recliner. This may mean they cannot get to certain points but that hasn’t been a topic or issue. Additionally, if you want more personal service then I’d suggest going to someone who services clients one on one. An acupuncturist
I know is friends of a friend that I’ve met once and he was super nice encourages people to use East Nashville Community Acupuncture as maintenance. However, I’ve only gone to East Nashville and I like it.
On your first visit they ask you some questions and you complete a questionnaire. Then, they take you into the room and you choose a recliner. Everyone around you is asleep. All practitioners are whispering. I was pretty sure I wouldn’t go to sleep like everyone else did around me. She put the needles in her desired locations and it didn’t hurt. On my wrists I felt a small spasm which was explained as energy release but it didn’t hurt or alarm me. The lady could tell I was like “What now?” and told me to just relax. She wanted to put a blanket over me but I didn’t feel comfortable with that. The pressure of the light blanket over the needles didn’t sit well with me. I’m still weird about it a tad. Additionally, she told me I could move but I was scared to. So, I laid very still and listening to the music and the light sound of other people sleeping. I fell asleep pretty quickly, it came on fast and hard. I couldn’t even fight it and an hour later the lady came over to me and gently woke me saying she was “so proud” of me falling asleep and staying with it. Basically, she was glad I didn’t freak out – I must have made more than a “What now?” face when she was done. She took the needles out and off I went. One on my arm had a drop or two of blood but that was that and, once again, it didn’t hurt.
Trust when I say I’m not a fan of needles. Like I can’t watch a Red Cross commercial. So, it was hard for me to get the gumption to go. However, it really doesn’t hurt and I wish I went more often.